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Lo Galluccio is a poet, memoirist and vocalist whose most recent publication is Not for Amnesia on Cervena Barva Press. This collection is composed of 15 poems she wrote in Brooklyn, NY in 1989-90 while working as night high school teacher, after a romantic break up. Lo is a Harvard graduate with a BA in Social Studies and an MFA in Creative Writing from Stoneocoast’s program (2019). She lived on the Lower East Side of NY for 11 years before moving back to Boston in 2001. Her first chapbook, Hot Rain, was released on Ibbetson St. Press, followed by a prose-poem memoir, Sarasota VII, on Cervena Barva Press. In 2012 her third chapbook, Terrible Baubles, came out on Alternating Current Press and was subsequently turned into a CD with music by pianist Eric Zinman and cellist Jane Wang.Lo served as Poet Populist of Cambridge between 2013 and 2015 and has been nominated for four Pushcart prizes. She will be featuring at I Am Books in the North End on Saturday, April 20 with Joey Nicoletti at 7:00 pm. Lo’s vocal CDs can be found on Spotify and Amazon Prime and Bandcamp. She has performed at St. Mark’s Church on the Bowery, the Starlight Stage in Cambridge, the Armory Cafe in Somerville and many other venues. Not for Amnesia is available through www.cervenabarvapress.com. She lives in Central Square, Cambridge with her kitty cat Lucy. She is currently working for Mass Poetry and studying with poet/workshop leader Tom Daley. Please write to her at Lo.galluccio@gmail.com. Reviews and selections of her work can be found at www.logalluccio.weebly.com.

CANYON

The slick stuff in the pink jar,
a white cat glittering eyes green,
the black and tan bruises
of your hands on my mind.

The lonely rub of a lover married.
The ice blue of a dead one smoking,
a spire of light that seethes
in spite of the seagull choking.

Black clam stranded on the sand,
the burrowing germ of our lost plan,
fire in the eyes of a hungry god.

the digging your mouth couldn’t take.

The dream I can’t quite forsake.
A green turns yellow.
Red of the bake.

The punch of the drunk when he sees,
Spilling laughter in trees.
orange of mating, yellow of pain.
The tangles of chatter,
feet and heart freeze.

The desert, the cactus disease,
mourning of pink, silence of white,
The melody of hope sinking tight,
killing fever, damage done,

Echo, the echo, the loss
of someone.

— Lo Galluccio

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